My proof reading is not that good
I sometimes mix my words
And when I check them later on
The poem is absurd
I strangle lots of sentences
And when I read them over
I miss things that I should make out
And I never quite recover
I do enjoy my writing
But sometimes I dismay
My words seem to be fighting
When I look at the display
So I must take much more care when I
Begin to check my stuff
Or else you folk will think I'm mad
And my poems are all duff
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem